Landlord Chores
A tree came down in Jen’s mother’s yard. It was at least 75′ tall. A rotted cherry. Fell the width of her backyard. Luckily nothing was damaged, but it needed some cleaning up which was interesting. The entire trunk was covered with ivy. It made cutting up with the chainsaw interesting. If you could see […]
Night Weaning Sucks
Not because I’m getting up in the middle of the night – can’t complain about that one. Jen’s been doing multiple times a night since Abigail was born. What sucks is going in Abigail’s room and she realizes: It’s not Jen I don’t have any milk for her – not even in a bottle She […]
Tastes Like Blue Cheese
We have a butter bell. The other day in my “up with Abigail all night” stupor I buttered some toast to eat. I remember commenting how it tasted like and looked like there was blue cheese in the butter – like jelly sometimes gets in the there. I figured someone had made some kind of […]
Embarrassed or Proud
Our bed came apart. The mounts for the rails in the posts just fell out. Considering we have an 8 month old that doesn’t sleep, I can’t say it was any extra-curricular activities that caused the collapse. More likely it’s the Daddy belly that develops from all the inactivity just sitting around watching the little […]
Cabinet Locks
Abigail’s not quite a threat to herself with what’s in our cabinets and drawers, but she’s getting close so Jen passed the order to start getting things secured. Me being a little on the handy side, Jen decided the frustratingly simple latch mechanisms weren’t going to work for us. We needed something far more sophisticated […]
Bargain Bin
I don’t think we’ve bought but a couple of outfits for Abigail. The majority of the rest has been given to us and mostly from my sister. Every time Abigail moves up a size, Jen says she’s off to “shop in the garbage bag” of clothes we have down stairs. Last night was such a […]
Breakfast with Dad
After having another great night sleep, Abigail was famished. Me too coincidentally, so I made some oatmeal for the both of us. You can just barely make out her little blue spoon in the far right edge of my bowl. Mmmmm, oatmeal. – b
We got a Climber
Abigail’s reached the point where she can pull herself up to standing on just about anything. That’s great, but not in the crib. So we lowered the mattress – all standard procedure. – b
I’m on a Bike
Riding into work this morning. It’s 55° and lightly drizzling. It’s a little on the chilly side for just shorts and a jersey, but I’m on a bike. I’m peddling hard and keeping warm. I come to a road I normally take and there are cones blocking it off. The road is a very large […]